805. The Inn at Little Washington

Where: Washington, Virginia

When: March 30, 2014

With: Dave, Ashley, Steve

While I was in London, it was full steam ahead on traveling Europe. Upon returning, it took some momentum to get back into the swing of appreciating US travel again. So, in a partially selfish attempt to knock something out of the Book, I offered to take my sister to dinner at The Inn at Little Washington for her birthday.

My sister is a huge foodie, so while extravagant, it felt like a perfect birthday gift after missing her birthday for a couple years in London. Plus, she lives in DC, about an hour's drive away. So we planned a weekend down in DC to make the dinner happen.  

Washington, Virginia is a cute little town that didn't just get its name from anywhere. George Washington himself surveyed this land and laid out the town back in the 1700s, making it the first town to be named after the first president. The layout of the town has remained the same since the time of George. The only change that came about was adding "Little" to the name, so as not to confuse this tiny town of 200 people with its much larger neighbor in DC. 

The Inn at Little Washington feels like someone's home from back in the colonial times, with floral wallpaper and tons of portraits on the wall. It appears candlelit, and each table in the restaurant has an intimate feeling, like dining with the family of the residence. (Photos are off the internet since I didn't feel comfortable taking any inside!)

We did get some group shots in the lobby. 

The menu took us through a tasting that was delicious. While I'm not the foodie to be writing this entry, we walked out of there very full and happy. The part that sticks out the most to me was the cheese cart, which was in the shape of a cow that mooed as it walked by. The quirky fellow pushing it along knew every single cheese joke in the book, and spoke solely in cheese puns throughout our conversation. (Photos are not mine either.) 

I would love to do this again and get to see more of the tiny town around it. The meal was worth it and the history is amazing! But for now, Happy Birthday, Ash!